Shangguan Zhendong thought about it and came up with a plan.
Does anyone with the surname Yan want to fight with the Shangguan family, right?
OK, he's waiting.
Shangguan Zhendong snorted coldly, poked the crutch hard, turned around and left.
Zhao Yuhan pulled Shangguan Zhixuan and followed, while Shangguan Xiong looked at the distance reluctantly.
Alas, his grandson is so old, but unfortunately he can't even shout it to his grandfather.
The remaining crowds of onlookers were talking.
——★The dividing line of one-day addiction★——
"Yan Xiaobei, come here to clean up the garbage."
"Yan Xiaobei, I'm thirsty, pour me tea."
"Yan Xiaobei, where are my slippers?"
"Oh, Yan Xiaobei, can you be more alert?"
Amid Colin's disgust and shouting, Yan Mubei, who was sitting next to him, could no longer hold back and threw the magazine in his hand to the ground.
With a bang, he scared Colin, who was leisurely gnawing watermelons.
The little guy widened his eyes and looked scared, and asked innocently: "What's wrong with you?"
Yan Mubei's blue veins stormed and gritted his teeth: "Give your damn robot a new name."
What Yan Xiaobei?
Damn, you don’t call Yan Mubei directly.
He was so angry.
This brat is clearly making fun of him.
Colin smiled, "I think this name is pretty good. Don't Dia miss me with your surname Yan? But I was born with a mommy and died with a ghost from the Lin family. But Dia, you don't have to be too sad and sad.
Now I will let my Xiaobei take your surname, and you can just treat it as your own son in the future, and it’s all for everyone.”
Yan Mubei (╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻.
What is his fallacy and what is wrong with him?
Are you playing tricks on him?
Let a robot take his surname Yan.
Let him be the robot as his son.
Yan Mubei didn't just want to lift the table, but he also had the mentality of lifting the house.
"You are not allowed to have a surname Yan, and you are my son. This broken robot is not a human. What name is changed?"
"Can't the robot change its name? I can't call it Agoo and A Cat in the future. If you don't like it, then I have to let it take my surname Lin."
"What does it mean to have your surname Lin? A little brat, is your surname Yan?" A man could no longer bear it.
He straddled his long legs and stepped directly across the coffee table, picking up his son on the sofa opposite.
He was clamped under his internal organs and slapped his little butt hard.
The brat just needs to be beaten.
He will not give up until he is angry.
"Woooo, I don't want my surname Yan. It's so ugly. I want my surname Lin. I want my name to be Lin Baby. I'm Mommy's little baby. I'm a cute villain and beat me. Come and save me."
A child twisted his butt and shouted in pain.
In fact, Yan Mubei is more clear than anyone else about how much force it has been used to hit him.
There will be pain, but it won't hurt him enough.
He was used to Colin's method of pretending to cry, so he hugged him with special contempt and pinched his little nose: "Shut up."
The little guy was particularly arrogant and stuck out his tongue and made a face: "I won't shut up, I'll cry my mom out and let her deal with you."
"Your mommy no longer believes what you say. Look at you, you keep lying and you are almost unable to grow teeth." A man intimidated.
Colin covered his mouth with both hands: "I didn't lie, I told the truth, and my second uncle really wanted to kidnap me."
"Why, uncle, don't mention him, you're disgusted." Yan Mubeijun's face was down: "Hey, boy, have you changed the robot?"